Yılmaz Erdoğan - dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre

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About Ae And all Of You

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One day you're up with everything
Ready for all kinds of fights
naked tense
hasty enough to make every promise
too forgetful to hold
plain helpless woman
is usually male.
2
admiring the shadow of his own words
nothing's real, applause is a lie
still a pair of crooked legs
barisik with his own official picture
bad old and all exes
but still very nice
talk about you
I'm talking about you again
who cares about my heart.
if I quit every time
tears in the Salt setting
in the days when I believed I wasn't coming back
from this navigation
(the reason for this navigation promise is mentioned here
because I totally love the word)
I'm saying, this time, my son.
here's this time
will is happening
burning to burn
no, The Cure will flow, the one that flows will fall...
but still very nice
talk about you
think of you in the most shameful swords
at the lowest hours
Still beautiful
It's yours to talk about...
Thirty of them with papers that will never deserve our past
But let's not pass without empty paper
In these waters so that we can stay
Agit of a lonely ugly youth
It would be so obvious anyway
When I was a child, there was talk of a Kurdish tail.
How long has your uyrug been mentioned?
And no matter what anyone says about this important matter
Serious bleeding is detected in the patient's file
And I say sometimes
between these two lovers
and an equal relative of the two
for the first time in a wedding, a man is both a man and a girl
I'm screaming, joke way
Will is happening
Burning to burn
The one that flows..
he'll fall.
But still very nice
It's yours to talk about.
A futile embark cabasina more
You methetmen's. .
Cursing you.
Still beautiful
Talk about you
He is a stubborn man who has uprooted himself.
Whatever land it came across
Their notorious capillaries there
And another flower derives from all of them,
Among the weeds as far as you can choose
They're very amazing people.
If you separate the thieves who are stupid enough to rob yourself
I've written very good poems
If you get all your bad ones out.....
But still nice
Talk about you
Even against you!
Call for a shout.
If the place comes, it is very healthy, accompanied by a few tears
Beautiful...
Still beautiful
talk about you
The entanglement of my religion in every conversation
In every encounter
I mean, every old Valentine's day, your life,
Beautiful.
rakinin's second double in the first encounter
what makes you kiss
Is it a memory or a double-axle pain
I mean, whatever it is, it's a thing.,
you know, as hostile as a knife stub
and something in the Paradise invitation lock that you know
here's the thing that is what it is ....She's nice...
it's still nice to talk about you......

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Is this just a sweet nightmare?
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Swing it, swing it, Sweeper
Spinning round and round, Click click
Pull it, pull it, Trigger

Rat-tat-tat
The chain around my neck
Nothing but pain digging into my skin
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Chiki chiki boom, paw
We gotta go

You gotta
GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
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Spit fire, my revolver

Everywhere, it’s blazing, Wow
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Sharpen my claws
Swing it, swing it, Sweeper
Spinning round and round, Click click
Pull it, pull it, trigger

What are you doubting? What you waiting for?
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GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
Chiki chiki boom, paw
We gotta go

You gotta
GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
Time to go
Wave the flow

Wild, fast, furious
That’s my instinct, don’t you know?
Step on it, keep rolling, rolling
Into the fiery chaos, Go
My eyes are filled with you, Whoa
Maybe I’ll swallow you whole again

We can’t get enough
This thirst knows no end
I can’t hold back, Oh
In the face of your existence
Wanna eat you like a carnivore

GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
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Brrrrrr-ah!
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You gotta
GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
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(GIMME GIMME now)
Never
Turn away

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Graffiti, graffiti, graffiti, graffi–
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Scold me for causing a nuisance (No-oh)
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Wanna do, wanna do, climb onto the board

Cut through the wind as I ride
Hidden on the walls
Even strangers
Want to become friends
This is a sign for you
Creating a new world
Baby, if you really want it, want it
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(Ayy) Mix in sincerity
Mix it up, mix it up, mix it up (I’m so curious)

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We’ve got this
Come closer to me
Baby, let’s go

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Rowdy younger siblings
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